Published by Poet of the Light
If you steal my poetry...I will find you in between the metaphoric lines. I will smudge you with inky darkness and do unwritable things never whispered of. In full disclosure, I am absurdly mad and take no responsibility for my actions if crossed. But, otherwise, I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line but even the shades and innuendo between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor-made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in.
I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers.
Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer.
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The seductive remnants of a past love.. Aah… Lovely, Poet. 🥰🥰🥰
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Thank you for reading and commenting both
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I feel the pain in every word. But yet it’s breathtaking. Beautiful!
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This:
just – BAM! right through the heart 💘
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Glad you enjoyed it, Ben. Thank you
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Yes! Exactly 😊
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The bliss of innocence and idealistic ignorance… stripped away whilst slowly transforming in adulthood.
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Yes.. But some carry this ignorance with them into adulthood. Sorry I read into this a bit more.😊
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Yes, a defiant obtuse ignorance… I would agree with however the premise is predicated on … lines concerning our childhood. No need to apologize, my friend.
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Ahh, yes, indeed, I now understand. Thank you.
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My pleasure…
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❤️
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Thank you my friend…
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Your welcome as always 😊
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Hi PoL! I gravitated towards this post because of the image and then the poem cast its spell!
This is one of your best! Loved it!!
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I’m glad you recived it so well. Thank you.
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